Five: Are you questioning Six Eyes?

"So you really do know how to get out of here. Don't lie to me, I know you've got a way."

It was only through the comments that Chuuya understood what Dazai was talking about. However, Chuuya no longer cared about those things. Otherwise, would he have praised Dazai for being able to multitask?

Now Chuuya can finally be sure of one thing: this guy in front of him already knows the way out, but with his twisted sense of humor, he can actually do it. He knows everything, yet he just stands by and watches Chuuya's anxious face.

"Oh, so what if I knew? Chuuya only has one day left, right? Once the virus takes effect, I can take care of a Mafia executive without lifting a finger. Then I can go out. Isn't that perfect? ​​So why did I tell Chuuya?"

Dazai wore a cold smile and spoke in his usual flippant tone. He stood in the shadows, and their eyes met. In the end, Chuuya was the first to look away, and no one spoke.

[No? I came here to see this? Someone, force my head down!]

I hate that you, Dazai, have such a big mouth!

Although I know that Dazai's true intentions were definitely not like that, these words were still too hurtful.

[He'll behave himself when the time comes to chase after his wife through the crematorium.]

The moment Chuuya turned to leave, Dazai's smile vanished, and his gaze followed Chuuya's retreating figure until he was out of sight.

Back in his room, Chuuya tossed his coat onto the hanger and collapsed onto the bed, covering his eyes with one hand.

I almost forgot he was Osamu Dazai. Thank goodness he was Osamu Dazai...

...

"Chuuya~"

Dazai, who remained alone, looked up at the moon and softly murmured Chuuya's name.

The time has come to the second day after entering the singularity, which is also the last day before Chuuya's ability takes effect after being affected by the Shared Devouring.

Although they had a disagreement when they left last night, Chuuya still walked with Dazai this morning with a grumpy expression.

"Chuuya is so annoying~ Why does he have to follow me around like this~ I feel like the air is thin."

"snort!"

He snorted coldly as he listened to Dazai's complaints, but surprisingly, he didn't argue with him. He touched his back teeth with his tongue and finally raised his hand to adjust his hat.

Chuuya stopped following Dazai's footsteps, looked up, and saw Dazai leading him to the area around the stage from the first day.

Besides this, Chuuya also noticed the DK duo walking towards them from not far away; their current appearance made them hard to miss.

The two of them looked disheveled, as if they had been through something. Specifically, Xia Youjie's once neatly tied bun was now messy and covered in suspicious bits of hair, while Wu Tiao Wu's hair was completely turned into a bird's nest. Both of their clothes also had stains on them.

"Hey~ Aren't these our strongest high school students? Why are they all in such a mess~"

Dazai, who was standing next to him, spoke up with a hint of schadenfreude, and Chuuya looked over curiously as well.

"I've had the worst day ever, but could you please stop looking so gloating, sir?"

Gojo Satoru immediately chimed in with a sarcastic remark, while Natsumi Yuuki, standing beside him, also looked somewhat helpless.

"Today, as soon as Wu and I stepped out, we encountered all sorts of unexpected misfortunes. The bad luck made me think that someone was manipulating things behind the scenes."

"That is to say, out of so many people around, they just happened to target Laozi and Jie precisely."

"So unlucky, huh... cough cough!"

Chuuya, who was still mocking the DKs, almost choked on his own saliva when he saw the comments on the screen. His eyes were filled with shock. So this guy didn't leave at the same time as him?

What a coincidence! What do you think, Dazai?

[Dazai: I generally don't hold grudges. Things like being disturbed during my time with my dog, or being called an old man, or a pedophile, I really don't care at all.]

Chuuya blinked, steadying his expression. So, these two DKs were so unlucky because they were tricked by Dazai? How pitiful, Chuuya silently mourned for them for a few seconds.

"But why are you suddenly so weak?"

Gojo Satoru removed his sunglasses, looked Chuuya up and down with his eyes, and asked in confusion.

"What do you mean weak? Chuuya looks weak? Are you blind... White Hair?"

Dazai's voice came from the side, and his gaze finally settled on Gojo Satoru's white, messy head.

"Huh? Uncle, are you really doubting the six-eyed creature that appears only once every hundred years? This guy has been surrounded by a red aura since yesterday, which has been consuming his own energy. Today, that aura has almost engulfed him completely, and you're probably just putting on a brave face right now."

As Gojo Satoru spoke his last sentence, his gaze shifted to Chuuya, his tone certain. A bead of cold sweat rolled down Chuuya's forehead. He hadn't expected his physical condition to be so easily seen through. Feeling the burning gaze beside him, things were getting bad...

"I didn't know Chuuya was such a good actor? Did he spend the last four years in Europe studying acting?"

Chuuya turned his head and met Dazai's ambiguous smile. He then looked away, feeling a little guilty but trying to remain calm.

"It's not as bad as he said." But it's pretty much the same.

However, he didn't say the second half of the sentence, otherwise he would have been mocked by Dazai.

[Point 5: Who are you questioning?!]

[Dazai's words were extracted so easily]

[Outside, Chief Mori, Ranpo, the president, or anyone else, just please get rid of the virus in Chuuya's body as soon as possible.]

[It's been three days already. In the original series, it seemed to have been resolved on the second night, right?]

Is the whole process slower because Dazai isn't here? But that famous detective should be able to handle it, right? The leader won't just stand by and do nothing.

As Chuuya was lost in thought, a sudden punch came from the side at extremely close range. When Chuuya realized what was happening and tried to dodge, his normally agile body felt as if it were being crushed by a thousand-ton boulder, and his movements became sluggish. Chuuya knew that this was the effect of the virus.

So even though Zhong reacted quickly to the punch, he still took the full force of it and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Is there anything else Chuuya has to say?"

Dazai, who threw the punch, looked expressionlessly at Chuuya, who was coughing up blood, and gave a mocking smirk.

"Or is it that even a renowned martial arts master can't dodge the attacks of someone like me who's only average in martial arts?"

"That damned Dazai, he's so noisy!"

Wujiao, who was still waiting to watch the show, was pulled away by Xiayou, who had sensed that something was wrong. This time, having learned from being ignored yesterday, he didn't say a word, but just bowed and left. Only Dazai and Chuuya were left on the scene.

When no one else was around, Chuuya relaxed completely and sat down on the ground, feeling a bit weak, against the corner of the wall. That punch was unexpectedly heavy; perhaps it was because he was sick and his ability to withstand it had decreased.

[Xia You: I'm outta here!]

[Dazai is so sarcastic]

Although I knew this was the only way to get Chuuya to admit it, seeing him cough up blood still broke my heart.

Please be kinder to us, a small country like China.

"Although I'm a bit weak, I can still move around normally, but am I supposed to stay in bed and rest while I'm stuck in this godforsaken place?"

Perhaps seeing the concern in the comments, or perhaps the emotion in Dazai's eyes that he couldn't understand, Chuuya finally broke the silence and spoke up to explain.

"So this is the excuse that some people can neglect their health?"

Listening to Dazai's words, I felt a chill run down my spine for no reason. It was supposed to be a question, but the other person made it sound so dangerous. It was like a cat with its fur standing on end. To smooth it down, I had to go along with the other person.

"There's nothing we can do about it. You clearly have a way to get out of this godforsaken place, don't you?"

When Chuuya said this, he looked up to glance at Dazai, but was surprised to find that Dazai was already squatting in front of him.

"But Chuuya... no, absolutely not, I can't get out by myself."

Dazai looked at Chuuya with an unusually serious expression, and Chuuya, though slow to realize, understood the meaning behind Dazai's words.

I can't get out by myself, so I need to use my strength. Is that why Dazai hasn't made a move or told me the solution?

This is really... really... terrible, in every sense of the word.

[Oh my god, family members, can anyone understand this sentence?!]

[Aren't you guys even paying homage to Taichung?]

Is this someone relying on Chuuya?

"ah……"

"I need you, partner."

Chuuya stared blankly at Dazai, who had suddenly uttered those words. He felt as if his brain had exploded, and he was completely dazed. Everything in his vision was blurred, except for Dazai's outstretched hand and Dazai himself.

It was as if time had been turned back to the past, just like that summer when we first met. I didn't know how I felt, I only knew that my heart skipped a beat at that moment.

"I'll be disappointed if you don't hold my hand, Chuuya."

Dazai looked at Chuuya, who was still in a daze, and spoke with genuine helplessness.

"Damn Dazai..."

Chuuya blurted it out subconsciously, but didn't know what to say next. Dazai didn't complain about this flawed, fixed address that Chuuya used like a catchphrase when he was around him. Instead, he looked at the stage in the middle and muttered to himself.

"Now I can only hope that Ranpo-san, who's trapped us here, can find the person behind this soon and get Chuuya back to health quickly. Otherwise, I'll only have two choices: collect Chuuya's body or commit suicide together. Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible~"

[Little Rabbit Osamu likes to zoom in all the time.]

What's the difference between this and a marriage proposal?

[Fan Taizhong is so classy!!]

Although Dazai was muttering softly, Chuuya naturally heard every word clearly because the two were so close together. Sure enough, this guy couldn't be serious for more than 3 seconds.

Chuuya grabbed Dazai's outstretched hand, used it for leverage, and stood up nimbly.

"Ugh, Chuuya should really lose weight, shouldn't he? My hands hurt from pulling so much!"

"You really are a piece of trash!"

"He kindly helped Chuuya but got scolded. Is this the legendary case of 'the dog bites the hand that feeds it'?"

As soon as Chuuya straightened up, he heard Dazai talking about his weight. The air pressure around him seemed to drop, and he immediately shook off Dazai's hands.

In that instant, the totem on Chuuya's hand, representing this symbiotic devouring, suddenly appeared and enlarged, hovering in the air. Then, with a bang, the entire pattern cracked into a spider web shape and disappeared into the air.

Chuuya slowly clenched his hands, feeling the power gradually returning. It was indeed more comfortable to feel full of power.

Chuuya clenched his fists and slapped them together. He then looked at Dazai, whose lips finally curled into the first genuine smile he had shown since entering the singularity.

"The symbiotic problem is solved, so now we can talk about how to resolve this singularity? Doesn't the rule here prohibit the use of supernatural abilities?"

"But Chuuya, you're different."

Dazai spoke meaningfully, while Chuuya looked completely bewildered.

"Didn't I try it the moment I came in? It's completely unusable."

[Ahhh, I just went back and watched that scene where Dazai was holding Chuuya's wrist!]

[But isn't this place where superpowers are forbidden? Chuuya's might be because of Arahabaki, but what about Dazai, what's going on with you?]

"When I came in, I found that this place didn't have much of an effect on me, but Chuuya's Shared Devour was still there. In order to prevent Chuuya from doing anything reckless, I had to make him think that his ability was no longer usable."

Listening to Dazai's explanation, Chuuya remembered something he had overlooked. He activated his ability, and this time no one was making any trouble behind his back. The ability ball condensed smoothly in his hand.

"Why……?"

“I’m not as heartless as Mr. Mori, who would do something as cruel as enslaving patients.”

Although Chuuya only asked a simple question, Dazai knew what he wanted to ask, and said with a slightly helpless expression.

Perhaps because Dazai was unusually polite, Naka didn't dwell on Dazai's repeated disrespect for the leader, but he was still somewhat dissatisfied. He let out a soft sigh.

"Tch! So now can you tell me your solution?"

"Oh, this is actually quite simple. Just make sure you kill all the NPCs as quickly as possible! But I don't recommend using the 'tainted' technique~"

"that's all?"

"That's it~ But you can do it in China too."

There's nothing to question about this. Hearing Dazai's words, Chuuya smiled confidently. Only in matters like this is there any room for doubt.

"Is this even possible?"

"Isn't that so cool, Mr. Shorty?"

The two DKs who had changed their clothes and returned gave different opinions.

"Wu, you can't address others like that."

"Jay, if our abilities weren't restricted, we could clear out all the NPCs in just 3 minutes!"

When Gojo Satoru heard Xia Youjie's words, he pursed his lips. It was that same old logic again. But then he excitedly made a hypothesis.

"Huh? Three minutes for two people?"

"Chuuya and the others seem to have never experienced the power of gravity. Go show these two high schoolers what gravity manipulation is all about."

Dazai, standing nearby, secretly egged on.

[Haha, Mr. Shorty, you're polite, but not much.]

[Haha, Dazai seems eager to show off his treasure.]

[Haha, Zaiyoshi, you're stirring things up, you got glared at by Chuuya, didn't you?]

[No, no, no, this is a reward for Dazai.]

Chuuya's lips twitched as he watched the irreverent comments scrolling by. However, it was time for him to show these disrespectful DKs his true strength.

Chuuya let out a long breath, adjusted his hat, and when he opened his eyes again, they were sharp enough to inspire fear. His entire aura changed, a result of absolute confidence in his own strength and arrogance.

"Tch, let me learn about domains and concepts, and I can also say that I can solve it in just 3 minutes."

Gojo Satoru, standing nearby, stared at Chuuya's back as he was lifted into the air by gravity, and curled his lip in disapproval.

Gojo didn't lower his voice when he said these words, so Chuuya heard them all. He paused for a moment, and Dazai, who was standing with them, moved a few steps away to create some distance.

Someone's going to be in trouble!

"Love suicide pacts... it's not just a one-person affair... but..."

"Uncle, you seem to be in an unusually good mood ever since you recovered from Mr. Shorty's illness? And your singing is awful."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Dazai, who had suddenly started singing, and spoke the truth.

"Wu, even if it's the truth, you shouldn't say it so bluntly!"

[I'm sure now, this can't be a second-year DK, right?]

This way of getting along is absolutely certain.

Jay, with an apologetic expression, said something that only made people angrier.

"Of course someone's going to be unlucky! Want to guess who it is?"